Lyrics:

I got white shooting name Austin, that's my snipper nigga up in Boston
He think he can jugg me oh he lost it
That boy try to jugg me, he gonna end up in a coffin 
I'm feeling rowdy nigga lemmie get a swig of that gin 
These nigga talking crazy, nigga you my kin
The way I shoot my shot with your hoe, you think it's rigged 
way I shoot my shot, it's always gonna go in
Talk to these hoes while I'm working like I'm Vick Blends
I can see through the fakes through my lens
I can see through the fakes; some niggas can't 
These niggas hating on ya name but never ever touched a band
These nigga hating, talking to themselves ain't getting no attention
Back in school, young nigga always had detention
I'm getting band, band, band
You talking down you getting blamed, blamed, blamed 
Never let a nigga tell you what you can do or what you can't, can't, can't
Do what I can, can, can
Young nigga feeling like kan, kan, kan
I had to go to get a nigga gone 
Roll up his pack and put it in a song
You can't see me, I feel like I'm John
I'm in the function ripping on that bong 
Bad Latina bitch in a thong 
I'm dunking on these niggas feel like I'm Bron
Pockets get fat like Zion 
Let the bygones be bygones
I'm up in Africa like Akon
Hitting shit like I'm Barry Bonds 
I got so many sons, I feel like your mom
Blowing this bitch like Osama bin Laden
That nigga look like he can be easily drawn 
Bad ahh bitch dumb and she blonde

gone classic

EP - 9/3/2024
4 the love of the game 🖤

gone classic

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